Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Xenosaga….I want to own Jr. and Canaan but…I don't own them, either…: sobs:
Luna: YAY! REVIEWS! Um, I just realized that I put Jr. as 21 when he really is 27.…oops. Anyway thank you reviewers! Here's Chapter 2!
Chapter 2: Canaan. MOMO's new vic-I mean, best friend…
Canaan was rummaging through the Elsa's fridge, wondering if he was the only sane one left. His pretty silver uniform was ruined, though. Oh well, he thought, I haven't gotten a new uniform in 14 years, this'll give me an excuse to buy new clothes….and then there was some weird voice trying to defend me before…hmm…
He grimaced. Curry, curry and curry. Is that all these people ate!
"C-Canaan?" asked a voice.
Canaan froze. He knew that voice anywhere. She'd never do anything to him, but he had seen the undying optimism, nagging and whining she inflicted on others. Like that Ziggurat guy…poor guy. Usually, she'd ignore him.
Canaan willed himself to turn invisible.
" Canaan? You there?" she screamed.
Damn. It didn't work.
" Yeah, I'm here, MOMO…" said Canaan, dreading the words that may come next.
" Do us Realians…really have no heart?" asked MOMO.
Sad violin music played in the background.
" Oh, no. No!" cried Canaan, expressing more emotion than he did in the entire game, " If this is the part when I get all touchy-feely and explain how Realians have a heart and emotions, then I'm not doing it! You can't make me!"
" Thank you, Canaan," said MOMO, and hugged him.
" Did you just hear what I said?" asked Canaan, " Get off!"
But MOMO had an iron grip on him, and the poor, pretty man was helpless.
" You're my new best friend!" she cried.
" Why me?" he mumbled.
Meanwhile…
Chaos found some shaving cream and decided to put it to good use. He waited in the corridor, until he heard KOS-MOS approach.
He launched himself at her, shaving cream spraying everywhere.
" chaos, your actions are incomprehensible," said KOS-MOS, pushing him off, " Cold cream used for shaving of facial hair detected."
" Comprehend this! I AM CHAOS! HEAR ME ROAR!" shouted Chaos, and ran off.
" Behavior is out of character for him," said KOS-MOS, " Exterior is sufficiently damaged from shaving cream…chaos…"
Then, her eyes turned an icy blue at this realization. Her paint job took a long time, and that ancient cream chaos sprayed on her ruined it….
" CHAOS!" she screamed, and ran after him.
Back to Canaan….
"- and then, we'll play dress-up, dance around and have tea-"
MOMO was leading him around by the hand, as his ears bled from the constant chatter.
" Are you 12 or 7?" asked Canaan, with annoyance.
" Look! It's chaos! Hi chaos!" said MOMO, ignoring him.
" I'm not chaos! I'm Chaos!" screamed Chaos.
" Isn't that the same thing?" asked Canaan.
" No!"
With those words, Chaos got out his gun.
BANG!
MOMO was shot.
BANG!
Canaan fell as well.
Chaos cackled evilly. He screamed, " I AM CHAOS! HEAR ME ROAR!"
Red liquid was all over Canaan's and MOMO's body. Red paint, that is. And yes, viewers, it was a paintball gun.
Canaan seemed okay, despite the fact he was shot in the face with a big ball of paint. His face was untouched and normal, for some odd reason. But his hair…ahh his hair was a different story.
" My hair…" said Canaan, in shock, " My beautiful hair that curves and flows in all the right ways…is now covered in red…paint! NOOOOOOO!"
" I'm sure everything will work out fine," chirped MOMO.
" No…nothing's fine. My hair! Why? I was just another easily over looked secondary character like Allen a couple of minutes ago…what changed?"
" Where is chaos?" asked KOS-MOS, who just ran into the room.
" Hi KOS-MOS! Your aware! chaos went that way!" said MOMO, glad that she could help.
" Good! Now he shall pay!" she cried.
" Have you seen what that psycho did to my hair? It's…ugly tomato red…He's gonna pay!" said Canaan.
" I'll request your assistance," said KOS-MOS.
" Oh, yay! Canaan and KOS are friends! We should find chaos and have a best friend party!" cried MOMO.
" REVENGE!" screamed KOS-MOS, and she and Canaan took off.
Meanwhile….
" Today's Jr.'s birthday!" said Shion, suddenly.
" It is?" asked Ziggy, " Hm. We better prepare him a party."
" Okay! Ziggy, you get the balloons, Jin will get the cake and Allen will get the presents!" she said.
" But what will you do, Chief?" asked Allen.
" I'm cool now. No glasses. So go!" she shouted.
They scampered off on her command.
" You know," I said, " I liked you better in Xenosaga 1, you were less stuck up."
" Hey! I am not stuck up!" said Shion, " And I don't pawn my duties off on others! Now go get the streamers, Nephillim!"
" I'm not Nephillim…" I said/
" Feb?"
" No."
" On of her sister's?"
" Wrong."
" Oh, come on! I have too many voices in my head!"
" Call me…Luna. I'm the…VOICE!"
" Uh-huh. Now go get me those streamers!" said Shion.
I sighed.
Luna: Yay! Done here, next chapter: Preparing for Jr.'s rather cheap surprise party.
